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friend: man I gotta catch up with you and whats going on with work
me: you will learn a lot tonight, try not to burn out at the office
friend: ..lol.. burn out..
friend: homie..
friend: i’m extra crispy

friend: man I’m so stoned I was about to ask you if you were near a computer

Obviously this was on Instant Messanger. Yep, sometimes you don’t need to mess with an awesome thing.

chasen: found a crazy intrusive site
chasen: world-tracker
chasen: .com
me: why do i want to go to an intrusive site?

Yet another exciting moment in the life of random conversation.

not me: does this make sense to u?
not me: http://lifehacker.com/369848/the-quick-diy-stud-finder

.. video is how to make your own stud-finder by detecting nails ..

not me: why would u wanna detect metal?
me: haha
me: because the metal nails are in wood
me: hence… the stud
not me: ohhhhh gotcha 
not me: u know im home depot illiterate
me: guess what
not me: hmmm
not me: wat?
me: convo of the weeeeeeeeeek

Brady: I need to get Kocked Up from you sometime!
Brady: that sounds funny
Me: yeas you do
Me: *i get it

Note to self, give him his DVD back, and pay him for last night. *hah

Me: could you imagine our life without cut/paste
Me: *shivvers
Tim: how dare you utter the words
Me: well it makes you wonder if there is a similar function out there that we do brainlessly and havnt caught on yet
Tim: well, now it makes me wonder
Me: see
Me: im only half full of shit
Tim: at least you’re optimisic….i’m half empty of shit

memories..

me: is that chris lake track any good
deep: i like it
me: hook me up
me: 16mb, woa
deep: nothing spectacular
me: ah, what we’ve come to
deep: 320kbs baby 
me: memories of the 1mb mp3s
deep: -> memories of accidentally playing one of those at a club w/ a 20,000 watt sound system 
me: haha
me: memories of being at the club hearing mp3 noise wanting to kill the dj for being a lazy *#!@
deep: haha
deep: how about this…. memories of a dj dropping a track at a club and in the middle u hear the drops from anotrher dude’s mixtape
deep: “DJ CLUE … Clue…. clue…..”
me: hahahaha
me: *tryin to think
me: ok.
me: memories of spinning and mcing a highschool senior party and tellin the wrong class year to make some noise
deep: hahahahahah

this hour sponsored by guys who remember way too much geekish trivia.